Too Many Times
THE GROWLERS · City Club 2016 · Track 11 of 13
Written by Brooks Nielsen
Gray is the color of my walls And the sound of the bars they claim Gray is my understudied memories And the taste of the waters we drink
You don't care right now, but you will When you open your eyes See gray ceilings over memories Without the sun to shine onto you
Little brother, please Live for me Under the unfenced moon Little brother, please Don't follow me down Into the cold gray
Too many times I was a fool Wanted respect Trying to play cool Too many times That I threw away for good Too many times I'll never have again
[Julian Casablancas:] Put a man inside a fortress I'm free, with no queen With no ability to dream, no dreams And I'm no conformist With no verse and no choice Or let his dreams become a void and a voice You don't care right now But you'll show it When it's too late for you to go back on your will
Little brother, please Live for me Under the unfenced moon Little brother, please Don't follow me down Into the cold gray
Too many times I was a fool Wanted respect Trying to play cool Too many times That I threw away for good Too many times I'll never get again